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Barret doesn’t need to be told twice, apparently. Or maybe all he needed was confirmation that this was okay, that he was wanted. I know he struggles with his self-image and being seen only as a “package deal” with Cal, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.

He’s...Barret.

Sweet, innocent Barret, who’ll protect me with his life.

Who will turn into a raging monster just to get to me.

Who will create a magical dreamworld just so I can be sure my mates are okay.

I feel the length of his hard body behind mine a second before his huge, huge dick slides into my pussy.

“Oh my god!” I scream as the feeling of being too full barrages me. I’m not exaggerating when I say Barret has the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Well, second biggest. I'm pretty sure Big Foot has a slightly bigger wiener than my sweet mate.

I swear I feel him everywhere. It’s too much—I’m going to fucking self-combust.

Barret moves his hips slowly, almost uncertainly, from behind, but I don’t need tentativeness. I need him to fuck me.

“God, Barret, move!” I growl as I thrust my hips yet again, eliciting a moan from Vin.

Barret pauses, his mammoth dick halfway in my pussy, and then says, “You know I love and respect you more than any other person on this planet, right?”

The timid question has me spinning my head around to stare at him over my shoulder. His green eyes gleam like gemstones in the artificial sun, reflecting my own face back at me.

“Yes?”

“Good.” The growl that leaves his throat is unlike anything I’ve ever heard before. It’s more monster than man, and it has my nipples pebbling, begging for attention. “Because I’m about to fuck you like I don’t.”

And then he does just that.

He moves at a fierce, ruthless pace, pounding into me from behind as I fuck Vin. His dark hands reach between us to cup my breasts and twist my nipples.

“Oh my god!” I cry out, sobbing, my soul seconds from leaving my body and joining the afterlife with Mason. The thought pulls a tentative smile from my lips.

Death by orgasm.

Mason would be so proud.

I can feel myself spiraling, tumbling, cartwheeling, falling to pieces. But I don’t want to come alone.

I reach below me to grab Vin’s cock, tugging it in time with my thrusts into his ass. He grips the armrest of the couch even tighter as he rocks back into me.

And for a moment, we live in a world where pain and grief don’t exist. Where we aren’t separated by thousands of miles and a rune that will see us all killed. Where hate and greed can’t touch us.

It’s just me, Vin, and Barret, locked in an embrace capable of melting glaciers.

When we come, we come together, Barret exploding into my pussy as I tighten around him, milking his cock for all its worth. Vin’s dick twitches in my hand before he explodes as well, his seed hitting my hand, his stomach, and the couch below us.

It’s not reality, but for a brief second...it’s absolute paradise.

CHAPTER 12

VIOLET

The sunlight streaming through the threadbare curtains of the hotel isn’t what wakes me.

Nor is it the blaring alarm of a nearby car, followed by the shrill scream of sirens.

No, what jerks me upright in bed is the pillow whacking me across the face so hard my head twists to the side.

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